Of the two-hundred or so Phoenician men that had surrendered, there were fifty or so noble families. There were also more than ten Barons that had been tied up and left behind in the camp.
The Phoenicians walked to the city gate. The soldiers dismounted, removed their armor and set them on the ground while the noble families removed the badges on their chests. All of them opened their mouths simultaneously and began to sing a song that was low in tone and full of sorrow.
Phoenix, the undying phoenix,
Our honor,
Lights up even the darkest nights,
The mountains and valleys meander,
And the rivers linger,
The flag of Phoenix,
Will always fly high and proud,
Phoenix, my homeland,
Where blood has cast,
A city of immortality,
Phoenix…
Phoenix…
The surrendering noble families and soldiers sang even as they walked through the city gates. Many of the soldiers had already broken down in tears.
